”“Thank you,” Alicia said, sincerely. She didn’t add, ‘You’re very nice,’ knowing how that would be interpreted. Putting down her half-e...ten bowl, she picked up the other one and left. “Good night, and… um, thank you again.”“Yeah,” Caesar replied. He got up and stood for a moment, then picked up the bowl she’d left behind. He reverently lifted the spoon to his lips and tasted. Her lips had been where his lips were, now. The spoon was cold and empty. There was no life in it. Somehow disappointed. " Come on, Regan," Elizabeth declared, trying her best to keep up the façade of anger. "I need to be away from these two." God, you know it," Regan said. She made no pretense of being angry. Instead she was trying to catch her breath from laughing so hard. "Pigs." That's us," Andy said with a grin."Oink," Paul added as he bumped fists with new friend."Those two," Elizabeth said as she and Regan went into the house to find a bathroom and something to drink."They'll keep us on our toes," Regan. She was alone.“I wonder what took him so long? Eh. Whatever. He deserves it.”---Hank was so eager, no one would have difficulty seeing his raging hard-on. He took the stairs this time, just the one flight. The door opened, good: no one in the hallway. He followed the numbers on the doors. 521, 523, 525, then, finally, he found room 527. He fished out his phone.“You’re there?” Sophie asked, picking up almost immediately. She sounded giddy, like a kid at Christmas.“Yeah, I’m here. I. Not uneasy -- at forty-three years old, he had a confidence in himself that few men his age possessed. He had a successful career (although not in botany -- that was a hobby), was well off and, he'd been told, wasn't bad looking either. At least, that's what the occasional lover told him. He never stayed with anyone too long because there had always been something lacking in those relationships. Something he couldn't quite define."Hey, you going to stand there all day and make me do the work,.